NO HEART FOR ANYTHING.

Press, Volume LXII, Issue 12542, 11 July 1906, Page 8

NO HEART FOR ANYTHING.

a, MRS CHRISTIE, CARTERTON. . BLOOD GOING TO WATER. HATED THE SIGHT OF FOOD. j ALWAYS WEAIx AND AILING. STRONG AND HEALTHY TO-DAY. DR. WILLIAMS' PINK PILLS. « "It is only a few years ago since the very thought ol tood mado my stomach turn." said Mrs Annie Chris-tie, the young wife of George Christie, engine driver, Anderson's Line, Carterton, Wairarapa. "I couldn't eat anything without getting a thumping headache. Half an hour's work about the house left mo worn out for the rest of the day, I weak. All my blood was going to water. For no cau. oat all, my heart started to race, and all the .blood in my body rushed to my head till my face burned like fire.' A faint feeling came over mo, aud 1 was ready to drop. 1 was just as ill and miserable as a woman could bo till I took Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for Pale People. Less than half a dozen boxes of them cured mc for good. "1 had always had good health until I sort of fell out with my. food," said Mrs Christie. "No matter what 1 got ready, I couid never enjoy it once it wns on the table. If it hadn't bcon for "Mr Christie, I would never have got a meal ready. 'When the dinner was being dished up, even the smell of it turned mo sick. I simply had to force myself to eat enough to keep tho breath in my body. Every bite made mc feel miserable. It lay on my chest in a lump, and would not move either up or down. Just under my breast bone, there was always a dull sort of burning pain that gave •mc no peace. I could never shako off an uneasy sick feeling that clung to mc all day long. Even a cup of tea . turned sour on my stomach. "My husband used to cay that lie could not make out how I kept going with the little I ato," added Mrs Christie. "I never let him know how weak I really was. When I woke in tho morning, I v/ouid have given worlds if I cou.d have stayed in bed all day. The thought of the day's -work ahead of mo mado my heart sink. Many a morning it was all I could do to get dressed. By the time the breakfast things were washed up, I was tired out. A little while before, no woman used to' take more pride in her house than I did—but somehow or other I hadn't the energy now to do anything more than just keep things straight. It was something now lor mo to feel listless. All I wanted to do was to Ho down on the sofa all day long, and not have a soul coiiie near .mc. 'But a house won't look after itself. Whether I felt like it or. not, I had to struggle through the work. By the time I made one bed; my back and arms were aching. I hadn't the strength of a child three years old. Every day I got thinner nnd weaker. My blood was no better than water. Even on a summer day, my hands and feet were like blocks of ice. The one thing I needed waa some good blood to build me' up. Often and often I thought I would drop in the middle of my work. Before tho afternoon was half over, I was aches and pains from head tb foot. When Mr Christie came homo at night, he found mc worn out with sheer weakness. "Month after month went by in this way, Until I began to give up all hope of ever getting well again. All the heart waa taken out of' mc. I 'took no interest in anything, and fairly hated the sight of. anyone cpming to call on mc. I felt too wretched to talk to my dearest friend. I could not got rid of the thought that some bad news was hanging over my head. Often I felt so miserable and downhearted that I threw myself down on the bed and cried for hours. My poor head ached and ached till I thought it would burst. It was a dull thumping pain just at the top of my head and over my eyes. It came on ten times worse whenever I made myself swallow a bite of.dinner. A tight feeling caught mo across the chest like something smothering mc around the heart. Before I could get to the top of the stairs, my heart was jumping like mad. Tho blood rushed to my face, and my ears simply burned. I had to struggle for breath, and clutch the baluster or the nearest thing to Aye myself from falling. My knees went from under mc, and I was just on the verge of going off into a dead faint. "There was no telling how long I would have . uflered like this if it hadn t been for Dr. Williams' Pink Pills," Mrs Christie went on to say. "I got a good supply in Carterton, for I was suro that they were the only thing that could ever build mc up. The first box didn t seem to do mc any good—but. before I was half-way through the second, I was as hungry as I could be for every meal. From that time out. Dr. Williams' Pink Pills did mc moie good every day. Beforo I had fini.hed half-a-dozen boxes, they made mc another woman. I ate what I liked, and was on the pro from morning till night without ever getting tired. Best of all. Dr. Williams* Pink Pills cured mo for good—for, from that timo to this. I have never had a day sick." Ju.t as sure'y M t i,py curt _ tK _ nn \ c Christie's Indigestion. Dr. Williams' Pink Pills can cure anosmia, weak heart, biliousness, headaches, sideaches. backaches, kidney trouble. lumbago, rheumatism. sciatica", neuralgia, nervousness, general weakness, and the special secret ailments of grpwing girls and women. All these ailments come from bad blood—and Dr. Williams' Pink Pills actually make new blood. That one thing is all they do. but they do it well. They don't act on the bowels. They don't bother with mere srmotoms. They go right to the very cause of disease in the blood, and cure that. But you mv. _ insist on getting the same kind as cured Mrs Annie Christie. Sold by retailers and the Dr. Williams' Medicine Co.. Wellington, st 3s a box. or six boxes ICs 6d. post free. Write for free medical advice. 3